This is a story of magic and adventure. Five teenagers have to save the world, after a mysterious person sets darkness over it and they are the only ones who are not effected by it. Everyone else is in a coma-like sleep. They must learn to control their powers and save the world, as well as wake the other humans.

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Life
had been so much easier a month ago, Draketh reflected. Before
the war broke out between Dirakon and Metrisen. Each country
symbolised an element, and Dirakon symbolised darkness, while
Metrisen symbolised metal. Then the other countries had to take
sides and send in recruits. Draketh sighed. If only Dirakon had
more allies then just Valantor; the country of fire and where
Draketh had been recruited from, and Electon; the country of
lightning. Airantelen, the country of air, had signed a treaty to
send in battle machines and weapons, but not troops. So it was
basically three and a half countries against four. And three
countries standing by and watching. It didn't seem so bad from
the numbers, but Salontex, the country of Sonics - also known as
'waves' such as brain waves and such - had greater technology,
and Delentalon, the country of rock, was the most populated
country. Both sided with Metrisen. The odds were in Metrisen's
favour, and Metrisen was winning.

Draketh
still didn't understand why the war had expanded beyond the two
instigating countries, but now was not the time for thought. He
had to get a good night's sleep before the night morning shift
relieved the night shift for battle, as Draketh was on the
morning shift. The battle of Talle Passé continued as Draketh
slipped to sleep.

Draketh
woke, expecting another day of war, but all was quiet. He left
the tent, as he had slept fully dressed, and saw that the sky was
dark and the two suns were faint pinpricks of light, instead of
the two blazing spheres in the sky. He looked around the camp,
which as filled with tents, all with the emblem of Dirakon
emblazoned on them - a diving Kaitherion. A Kaitherion is a
mysterious creature that appears in shadowed places. It is shaped
like a lightning bolt from the side and has two wings sprouting
from its back. Its eyes are dark red scalene triangles.

Normally
at this time people would be returning to go to sleep as their
shift ended, and others would be going out to fight, but all was
still and quiet. Draketh ducked back into the tent and equipped
his sword, then walked to the battle field. Everyone looked dead,
but when, Draketh leaned down next to one, he could feel the
heart beat, even though the man was not breathing. He checked
more men and found that all were the same.

Confused,
Draketh made a white flag out of some white fabric he found in
the commander's tent and a stick, untied a black telan - a horse
like creature with a semi-circular head from the side. Its back
legs are shorter then the front ones. After calming it down from
the surprise of seeing him, mounted it and rode it to the enemy
camp.

There
he found the same thing. Something is happening. Something
big and bad. Draketh realized, And I may be the only one
that can stop it.

Draketh
remounted the telan, who he decided to name Adam, and rode off in
the direction where he thought the nearest town was - the way the
opposing force had come from.

After
about half an hour later, Draketh was starting to doubt that he
had gone the right way, when he saw the top of a man's head
disappear behind a hill.

Draketh
turned his telan in the direction the man had gone. Once over the
hill, Draketh could see the town. It seemed still, like the
camps, but Draketh glimpsed the man entering through the town
gates, so he followed. From what he saw, Draketh gathered that
the man was wearing black armour and was tall and thin, not
unlike Draketh himself. The man's face seemed to be covered by
his hood.

As
Draketh neared the town, Adam slowed until he stopped completely.
Draketh tried to urge him forward, but it was no use.
Dismounting, Draketh walked towards the town, which he read on a
sign was named 'Felorn'. If he had known what was coming, Draketh
would have followed Adam's lead, but as it was, he continued on
alone. He continued on into the city, and following sightings of
the mysterious man, he continued on until he hit a dead
end.

Draketh
turned around, thinking he had walked the wrong way, but there he
saw the man, who seemed to float over the ground.

Draketh
unsheathed his sword and asked, "Who are you? Show
yourself!"

"I do
not have a name, but as you wish." The man took his hood off and
Draketh realised why the man was so skinny, for he was not a man.
It was a skeleton, though instead of eye sockets, it had two
flames, both cold white fires. "My name left along with my soul."
rasped the skeleton, though the mouth did not move.

Draketh
was temporarily mesmerised by the flames, but he unsheathed and
lifted his sword into fighting stance. The skeleton rasped, "I do
not wish to hurt you. But if you wish to fight, I will
comply."

A hand
burst from the ground, followed by a decomposing body, which
Draketh immobilised with a few quick slashes. But more zombies
came and soon enough, Draketh didn't have the strength to hack
his way through as easily. He slowed as he tired and soon was
being overtaken.

The
skeleton issued a command and the zombies stopped. "Your warning
has been given. Join him." Then the skeleton and zombies
disappeared. A voice filled Draketh's mind, "You have been shown
the lowest level of your fears. Being overtaken when you
instigated the fight. I can do worse. Much worse." The voice left
and Draketh was left with almost no strength.

He
staggered down the street and saw Adam trotting towards him. The
telan seemed happy, as if nothing had happened. Blackness
enveloped Draketh and he passed out.